After hearing this, Wei Zheng tried to silence Li Yunze.

It's enough for you to know this kind of thing. How can you say it in front of those nobles of the tribe?

Fang Xuanling on the side reached out to grab him and shook his head vigorously.

Wei Zheng, who was dressed roughly, looked at the emperor. It was time for Li Er to express his stance.

Sure enough, Li Er, who was sitting on the dragon throne, asked slowly, "Mr. Lantian County, how do you want to resolve this matter? So that all tribes can sing and dance with peace of mind from now on?"

"Two ways."

Li Yunze raised two fingers towards Li Er, "The first is that the Tang Dynasty will always be prosperous with force. As long as it can maintain strong force deterrence, the tribes on the grassland will not dare to risk the death of the entire tribe, even if they are so poor that they eat grass.

Destiny makes trouble.

"

"Yeah." Li Er nodded. He was very confident about this. After all, he was the emperor. He believed that the Tang Army's cavalry, which could kill even the Turks, would easily deal with those tribes. "What else?"

"The other thing is to increase productivity."

Li Yunze simply showed his hands, "As we all know, the prairie is called grassland, but it is actually a vast and desolate Gobi."

"Isn't that right?" Someone immediately retorted, "The sky is blue and the fields are vast. The grass is blown by the wind and you can't see the cattle and sheep. How can this be the Gobi Desert?"

"Dig out that grass and take a look." Li Yunze stretched out his hand and pointed. "You don't have to dig too deep to see that the ground is full of gravel."

"The prairie is actually a desert with long grass, and the livestock that can be fed for grazing are very limited. Otherwise, if it were really rich enough to raise countless livestock, the northern tribes would have swarmed southward endlessly. How could it be possible from

Eastern Hu and Xiongnu era

Until now, there has been no way to increase the population."

The Tang people who said this may still be a little confused, but those tribal nobles who can understand Chinese are almost in tears.

It's so rare that there are people in Middle-earth who understand the difficulties of their lives.

Not only is the land barren on the prairie, but the white snow lasts for a month in winter. Many tribes were buried under the heavy snow and disappeared without a trace.

"If you want to increase productivity, you have to allow them to make money."

Li Yunze said with a smile, "Based on the productivity of this era, Prairie still has its own flagship products."
Chapter completed!